The Past
For me, the past is too big.
I have to return to it
slowly,
to inch into it,
bit by bit.
They say those
events that occurred
hold the key
to the forming of me
And every single one
contains the whole
that will open
unfathomed dimensions
For I once heard that
the Baal Shem Tov
Considered himself a
Fragment ofGod
whom he loved
a chip off the
old block of
everlasting divinity.
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